Chapter 152: A Storage Bag That Can't Even Fit the Spoils? Bad review! (It's really ready to be slaughtered)

Byron, who was mixed in the crowd, was still waiting to see a good show at first.

He had succeeded in poisoning all the gold in the royal city.

Whoever takes the gold, except for him, the rightful heir of the empire, will completely lose all happiness.

【Relic Azik's Cursed Gold】:

They were born out of a catastrophe at the beginning of the Age of Discovery.

At that time, in an invasion of the Castiles.

The Aztecs gave a stone chest containing 882 gold Aztec skull coins to a group of colonists in the hope that they would stop slaughtering their citizens.

But the general at the head was greedy and ruthless, and after getting the gold coins, he still ordered the tribe to be killed.

In response, the spirits of the Azks laid a curse on the gold, and anyone who took a gold coin would suffer the permanent punishment of the "living dead".

Byron pulled out one of the gold skull coins and used it as a medium to curse the city's gold.

Let all this gold be stained with a similar curse of the living dead.

The colonists who took the gold could eat and drink to maintain a normal life, but they would be like the walking dead, and they would no longer experience any happiness in the world.

If you are not strong-willed, you may not be able to hold out for long, and you will commit suicide.

Even if the Church of the Creator declares that there is no salvation for those who commit suicide.

Exemption conditions: 1. Return the gold to the golden city in the middle of the lake, and kill a thief who stole the gold with your own hands, and wash away the sins on the gold with his blood.

2. Obtain the permission of Byron, the heir to the empire and the owner of gold.

So Byron saw that the Hattings expeditionary force around him was also preparing to fight for gold, but he was not in a hurry at all.

"Take it, take it, that's not gold, that's your money."

But not yet.

"Monster!"

"Ahhh

At the end of the procession, there was a sudden scream, and there were stumps and severed arms thrown wantonly.

As soon as Byron turned his head, he saw a tall black figure rampaging through the Hattings Expeditionary Force, as if it were in a no-man's land.

Everywhere they went, the pirates and colonists fell neatly like wheat being harvested.

But it is clearly targeted when it comes to killing.

Those whose hands were stained with the blood of the Azks were more likely to be attacked, and the logistics staff who had not killed anyone would be let go even if they bumped into his side.

"It's not good, that's the [Tarsal God]?!"

Jerónimo, who was standing beside him, exclaimed at the same time.

The old man apparently recognized the identity of the comer.

[Tarsal God] galloped on horseback, and in just a few breaths, he had already killed through the team and rushed to the lake where the high-level leaders were.

It also made Byron and them see it thoroughly.

Dressed in a dirty deerskin robe, black maggots burrowed through his body.

The head is a terrifying skeleton of the White Forest, armed with an obsidian sawsaw sword and an obsidian spear called "Marqua Witt".

Under the crotch rides a bone-dried warhorse wrapped in worn rope and thistle, and a mouth and nose that can spew sparks.

If you look at it from a distance, you think that the Wild Hunt Knight, who also rides a skeletal warhorse, has come back.

But this is indeed not a wild hunt, but the [Cursed Spirit] that they heard about in Tarasco, the first stop on the island, as a result of the Castilian massacre.

What Jerónimo said at the beginning is still ringing in my ears:

"During that time, the [tarsal god] roamed the vast rainforest like a maggot on the tarsal bone, killing all outsiders whose hands were stained with the blood of the Azks.

has become the patron saint of the Azk Empire. ”

It is said that decades ago, it had been killed once by the military priest of Castile with the [Relic True Cross Fragment].

The cross that once crucified the Creator is naturally unfathomable.

But the Cursed Spirit is also truly immortal.

Now the same kind of massacres are happening again.

Moreover, the three core city-states of the Azk Empire were destroyed at the same time, which suddenly resurrected this cursed spirit that had been dormant for decades in advance.

With the boundless wrath of the Azks, he resumes his hunting career.

"No, run!

The third-order transcendent would not be the opponent of this monster either. ”

In fact, the level of the [Tarsal God] is not higher than that of the [Funeral Beak Epidemic Doctor].

But the two have different methods of killing, which also determines that their deterrent power in the eyes of outsiders is completely different.

The Beak Plague Doctor is a strategic-level grotesque, and may be able to completely wipe out a civilization, but it will not actively hunt down a few strong people, as long as it is immune to the smallpox virus, it is completely harmless.

[Tarsal God] belongs to the tactical level, perhaps the killing range is far inferior to the former, even if it is let go and let it kill for a lifetime, it is impossible to kill all the outsiders.

But its threat to the transcendent is far from being comparable to the former.

The entire contingent of the expeditionary force scattered and fled.

For the sake of the blood sacrifice [Mother of Creation Lilith], the swarm of insects that had long been stained with the blood of the Azks on her hands suddenly dispersed, turning into countless locusts and rushing into the sky.

But Major General Newman beside him didn't have such a skill, and he shivered fiercely under the gaze of the tarsal god.

I cried out in my heart:

"Am I going to die?"

But I heard Byron and Bill shouting in unison:

"Don't want to hurt Your Excellency General!"

Then he blocked Newman left and right, which moved him so much that he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Okay, if you don't die today, I will help you run as a big official, reduce taxes, smuggle arms, and marry my daughter to you!"

Others were scared to death, and Bruch was also a little nervous, but Byron was not afraid, and even wanted to laugh.

One of the Shaman's Mask Abilities [Deity Symbol]: It can synesthesiate with the god of death, Apche, and borrow some of his powers.

As the god of death, Apche was dragged off the altar by the believers and transformed into an immortal and terrifying tarsal god.

This ability is actually to communicate with the [Tarsal God].

The results can be good or bad.

If Byron had become the heir to the empire, he might have to take a gamble.

But now just standing there has already made the patron god of the Azk Empire [Tarsal God] subconsciously turn a corner.

Bypassing their position and rushing into the lake, they continued to fight in the direction of the royal city.

There are too many targets who have a blood feud with Azik here, but the [Tarsal God] who kills people according to the fixed rules picks the biggest one to fight.

Soon, there was a bloody storm in the royal city opposite, and countless exclamations and screams were heard.

"The royal city is cursed, and it can't stay here anymore."

"The tarsal god is also alive, run!"

“”

Most people don't realize it's the gold problem.

Thinking that the land of the Azks was cursed, they all fled for their lives outside the city with the gold they found.

The expeditionary force that escaped the catastrophe did not dare to stay any longer, and turned around and ran away.

The scene was in chaos.

Byron stooped down and picked up an inconspicuous buckskin belt on the ground that he didn't know who had dropped, and tied it to his belt.

That's Beatrice's storage curiosity [snakeskin bag]:

"It's a bag that looks like it's made of spotted snakeskin, and it can change shape freely, including but not limited to color, material, and size.

The maximum appearance is: 45 cm * 25 cm * 35 cm, similar to a suitcase; The minimum is: 10 cm * 9 cm * 1 cm, similar to a wallet.

The real internal volume is 5 meters * 5 meters * 5 meters, and the maximum load is only ten tons, that is, it can only hold ten cubic meters of fresh water. ”

Cut the inscription: "Python swallows elephant." ”

It was sent back by Alvin the Falcon who had changed his skin.

When Byron got this treasure, his heart was immediately certain.

Let's not talk about the value of precious storage items.

A series of insidious assassination techniques with the help of storage power were already brewing in his mind, such as loading ten 32-pounder caron cannons

It now contained some of the most valuable gold items in the royal city, but it was still a drop in the bucket compared to the rest.

In addition, there are also Cortez's "Strange Things: Dancers Who Dance as You Like" and "Relic: The First Overseas Exploration Order of the Age of Discovery".

These things have reached the storage limit of the [Snakeskin Bag], and they have not allowed him to take more gold.

"What's even more unfortunate is that the original body of the 882 gold Azic coins was not here, but was taken away by the colonists who had completed the massacre.

Those gold coins have a more magical effect, not only to the downside, but also to the good.

Resembling Edward the Redbeard, it allows the wielder to be locked between life and death, and is immune to all physical attacks.

It doesn't work against powerful transcendents, but it's an unquestionable artifact among ordinary pirates.

I do know where they are, but I don't know if I want to get them. ”

Legend has it that the stone chest containing the gold coins was looted by pirates on the way.

It fell into the hands of Flint, a great pirate who was famous on the sea.

If you just say this name, many people may not be able to react.

But when it comes to the "Treasure Island" that appears randomly on the sea every prime years, it is known to everyone (chapter 69).

That island was the treasure trove of the great pirate Flint.

It just so happened that Byron had a treasure map to go there in his hand, and the next time the island would appear was this year.

However, when Byron saw the sad faces of the two grandchildren of Geronimo and Wyandott, he immediately realized that the most critical problem now was actually to solve the smallpox plague!